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Gabriel glanced over his shoulder as the door creaked open, blue-gray eyes fixing upon Kindred for the brief moment he was visible. Oh, at least he looked promising! He looked like a man, not the squealing diva that had come into the room first. Perhaps more suitable conversation could be made with him... if only he'd stayed in the room. His lips formed a frown and he turned on his heel, approaching the door at a brisk pace in efforts to keep Kindred from walking away for two reaons; one, he wanted the more stable-appearing company and two, if he could, he'd like to keep the poor guy from wandering the entire place looking for the right room due to a misunderstanding. "Hey...!" However, as his hand landed upon the doorknob it was pulled away and he found Kindred poking his head in once again. Why was it Gabriel seemed to be the only one aware of this triple-issue?

"You're Kindred, right?" Gabriel asked, head tilting to one side questioningly. "Abby told me there'd be a Liam and a Kindred... so, if you are, then yeah. This is yours..." The last half of his sentence was somewhat lost beneath Seamus' alarmed entrance, the black-haired boy trailing off as his eyes focused upon the newcomer. Oh no, what if that was Kindred? That familiar sinking sensation filled his stomach again. He'd sooner hang himse- he quickly regretted that thought and pushed it aside, a faint wince visibly upon his face as he did so.

Taking a step back, he looked to Liam, then back to Kindred, to Seamus, and lastly to the peanut butter sandwhich for just a brief moment. Noting Liam's stuttering response, he shook his head, close to another sigh. They seemed common all of a sudden, didn't they? "I startled him, that's all." He informed Seamus, saving Liam from any more embarassing stories... like the Rolex incident. A vengeful part of him desperately wanted to go into detail and make Liam out to be the scared and spoiled little boy he'd been introduced to... but for now, let's make good first impressions, right? None of that nastiness. Not yet.

Seamus grinned a bit sheepishly at the new boy's explanation. That would certainly explain things a bit.... although the room dynamics would certainly be interesting to see in the future. Potential prankster and potential prank-ee if he didn't know any better, what with how loud Liam had been "startled".

Speaking of which, where were all of these people coming from?! Did an entire legion of boys decide to just skip the getting-to-know-you session? He hoped that his room hadn't been turned into a triple while he was gone- that would totally kill his wall space.

Deciding to accept the boy's explanation, and surrepticiously flinching at Kindred's not-so-subtle barb, Seamus began his retreat.

"Well, um, since nobody seems to be in need of rescuing, I'll kindly take my knight in shining armor act and shove it up my a**." He shot the others an apologetic grin. "Sorry for thinking that one of you could have done something, but that scream was scary as hell. I'll stop bothering ya' now. G'night." With that, he walked out of the room and softly closed the door.

Damage control aside, that had been just plain awkward.

Although he was still hungry, he knew from experience that Abby got feral (or as feral as that woman ever got) when he wandered about after curfew. So, with nothing in particular in mind, he headed back to his dorm room.

Gabriel swallowed a sigh of relief as Kindred turned out to be the more masculine one, a near thankful glance given to the boy as he moved past him and settled upon his bed. Ahah! And he hadn't even noticed the sheets were slightly wrinkled! ... Not that that was any huge accomplishment on Gabriel's part, it just made him slightly happy. With his luck, it would have turned out Kindred was some freakishly neat a**l-retentive weirdo who was about to start screaming and pitching a fit over his comforter. Phew, crisis avoided.

"Um, thanks. though... Night." He offered to Seamus as he made his retreat. At least the boy had a good head on his shoulders, right? A hero to come running at any signs of trouble! ... Probably a tattle-tale, though. He could imagine Seamus being the first to squeal if he did something that didn't really adhere to the rulebook. Then again, he didn't really know the boy, so to cast judgement on him so early was rather uncalled for. Waiting for him to fully take his leave, he shut the door and then turned, leaning back against it.

He frowned as Liam snatched The Sandwhich. What if he'd decided he wanted it after all? And, hey, it hadn't even been offered to Kindred! "Don't hurt yourself." He offered as a way of farewell, half-expecting him to slip and crack his head on the tile in all of his flustered glory. Once he had exited as well, leaving Kindred and himself alone, he pushed off of the door and made his way back to the center of the room. "I'm Gabriel... and you look just about as worn out as I feel. How long have you been here for?"

Kindred looked up. "5 hours." he replied. "This is after the 8 hour car drive and the scuffle with three of the 'guards' here." In advertently, he reached up and gingerly touched his nose. It hadn't bled lately but till was tender and a tiny bit swallowen. He wondered if any of the guards had walked away with similar battle scars. Well at least that first one.

"I guess you're a new arrival too?" Kindred asked.

((sorry for crap shortness))

"Sure." Tristan said in agreement, his eyes wandering out towards their room before they flickered back to Aiden. It was then that he noticed there was a glimmer in the corner of Aiden's eyes from when the young teen had nearly been brought to tears.

His blue eyes looked softly over Aiden to make sure that nothing else was wrong, wondering for the first time if Justin had been stupid enough to lay a hand on his pink headed friend. Justin looking after him? Ha. Aiden's attempt to find the goodness in people was cute and so Tristan didn't correct him, he only did the only thing he could to comfort the teen. He wrapped one arm around Aiden and then with his other hand he ruffled the boy'd pink hair gently until it was in a wild mess. He wasn't very good at comforting other guys... but Aiden reminded him so much of his younger sister in his behavior that he felt he might as well give it a try.

He offered a quick grin and then playfully bopped the other teen's chin so that it lifted slightly. "... I won't beat him up... only if you stop looking so sad. Deal?"

Tristan tilted his head to the side and looked at Aiden. Underneath his exhaustion, there was comfort in his tone. He just wanted to go to sleep with the peace of mind that his first friend at the RRC wasn't going to be upset. After all, Aiden was the first person in weeks who didn't look at him with underlying fear in his eyes. He wanted to show that respect to Aiden as well.

((Zomg. My friend got me addicted to a new (for me) band. Shiny Toy Guns. <333333333333))

Aiden nodded slowly, a small smile creeping across his lips. "Deal." It felt... strange. Comforting.... good... to have someone... who didn't flinch away from him before touching him. Someone who could be... normal. Friends. Aiden hadn't had a real friend in... he didn't know how long. He had always been a people magnet, but those around him were usually boyfriends, one night stands, "friends with benefits" or clients. Once he put it all from someone else's perspective, it was easy for Aiden to see just how screwed up his life was (in more than one way [=bad pun]).

"Right, so... off to the messy abomination!! I mean the room!" Aiden said, smiling a bit almost in spite of himself. Maybe he... could actually... have a good time here? He had been here for nearly three months but had tried very hard to distance himself at least slightly from the others (it didn't completely work but was decidedly easy as the others generally wanted nothing to do with him, anyway) for fear of... doing something to them.

Orpheus had glanced up as Seamus left and then resumed reading his book. After several minutes, however, he heaved a small sigh and set his book down, carefully inserting a napkin into his book instead of an actual bookmark. He tended to use just whatever he found around the place.

He stretched slightly and made his way out the door and was about to search for Seamus when he met face-to-face with the other boy. Slightly startled, his more-gold-than-brown hazel eyes widened slightly before he resumed his usual detatched expression. "Ehh... hi..." he said. "Thought you might have tumbled again what with all the... excitement?" He grinned slightly and shrugged, refuring to the scream and Seamus' sleepy tendencies.